More From People Who Love Good Storms

I love just sitting by my back door on the hard wood floor drawing while it rains,
just sitting there sketching to the sounds of rain and taking in the sweet smell
of rain. It really is a beautiful scene.

Summer 2013, the best summer of my life. I remember hail relentlessly whipping my face, I was out in the field when the storm caught me. It chased me, it tried to harm. I was running, the mud was leaving marks on my skirt. My heart was filled with love and the storm only...

These are simple dates. We drive and got subways. The subways are usually a club sandwich with extra lettuce. We drive out to the lake. We lean back in the car and watch for lightning. The best is when you time it so the lightning approaches and then leaves. Great times.